Light and Dark
26 - If Only I Could Make You Mine

Disclaimer: I am nothing but a poor girl working her way through college and playing too many video games. Still do not own any rights to Vinnie, Yuffie or anything associated with Final Fantasy VII (except the game and movie… I do own a copy of each.)

Yuffie was tired of hearing him call himself a monster, every day, every time he started to open up just the tiniest bit as soon as he realized this he closed himself off from her. Locked him self up and told himself how monstrous and evil he was. He honestly believed that he was a dark being damned to an eternity of hell.

Yuffie knew differently. He never scared her. Even his inhuman arm – which he claimed was only to show the outside world how monstrous he was – was beautiful to her. She loved the red of his eyes, she loved his messy hair. She loved his obscene obsession with that red tattered cloak of his or of wearing clothes that made him look like some sort of grim reaper – a very hot sexy one at that.

He punished himself for letting down the love of his life. She didn't love that. He didn't deserve to be in so much pain over a no-good woman whom had let him down. It was Lucrecia's decision to trust Hojo (and she obviously had a few loose screws in her head if she had chose a quack like Hojo over Vincent) so there was no reason for him to still be punishing himself, blaming himself over the loss.

"I am a monster Yuffie. I could only bring darkness into your life." He reasoned with her, honestly believing his words. He would never tarnish her light. Never allow him self to be the reason another lost their light. He would protect her from afar, remain hidden in the shadows. His only companions in this cold, uncaring world would be the monsters that lived inside of him and his gun – the Death Penalty. That was how it should be.

She came though. She came everyday. She refused to let him live his life holed up in the side of some mountain asking for forgiveness from a dead woman whom had let him down.

"So what?" She asked as if his being a dark creature of the night was nothing big at all. She made it seem so innocent. She made him feel human again when she acted so carelessly. She didn't flinch from his claw or his crimson gaze. As short and frail as she was she could make him feel small and insignificant with just the promise of light and life she brought with her. "I don't care about that Vinnie."

He was the dark creature of the night, but she… she was the light. "Light and Dark can never be mixed together Yuffie. It won't work. Ever." He tried to reason with her. She could be stubborn when she wanted to be. Sometimes even more so than the oldest of tree's when they have dug their roots so far into the Earth that they are impossible to move even an inch. He sometimes wondered if it was her nature or her upbringing as Lady Yuffie, heir to the throne of Wutai that had made her that way.

Then he'd be reminded of just how un-princess like she was by the way she would scrunch up her face in annoyance, stomp her foot or throw her shoe at him, by the way she dressed in the bare minimal without looking like a prostitute. He'd remember her addiction with materia and he'd be left with the conclusion that it was her nature to be stubborn in her ways.

"That may be true but you can't have one without the other." She argued back. "There will always be darkness where there is light. Shadows are created by the light. Dark needs the light and light needs the dark." Her point was valid and he hated it. It made it even harder to resist her when she twisted his own logic against him.

"Yuffie…" He paused; he didn't know what he could say to her to make her change her mind.

"Shut up Vinnie. I'm right." She did it again, scrunched up her nose in order to make herself look like that stubborn old tree that would stay rooted to its ways no matter how you tried to change it. Before she covered the distance of the room and placed a soft kiss to his cheek. "I'm sorry, but that's just how it is. I'm right. You're wrong. Deal with it."

"You're not sorry." He smirked. He was right though. She loved to be right and he didn't really mind being proven wrong.